Chapter 314: Ninth-level Divine Technique, Old Friends from the Past

It was still the dim temple of splendor, as if there were no living beings, immersed in the silence of ink, and on the high throne, the Sage of Dawn leaned silently on the back of his chair, as if he had fallen asleep.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of the door opening from below, and a blinding sunlight shone from outside, and with the sound of hurried footsteps, the Dawn Sage opened his eyes.

Wang Mo carried the sword man Aragorn on his back, the dawn and morning light followed, and quickly walked up the high steps, after stepping on the red carpet on the steps, quietly without making a sound, Wang Mo carried the corpse of the sword man Aragorn, and stepped on the highest place step by step.

"Oh? For what is going to appear here again, adventurer. The Dawn Sage looked at Wang Mo and said.

"Please resurrect my friend, Lord Sage." Wang Mo put down Aragorn's corpse, gently placed it in front of Emperor Chenxi, and said solemnly.

"Resurrection? Oh, the priests of the Petera Temple can provide you with this service for free, why bother me for such a thing, although I am very hospitable, but I do not want to waste my time on trivial matters. The Sage of Dawn shook his head, and his gaze flickered to fall on the Dawn Dawn next to him.

"It's you, Inheritor of the Light, what are you here for?"

Dawn Dawn glanced at Aragorn's corpse on the ground, and said humbly: "Lord Dawn Sage, can you help me resurrect my friend, he can't be resurrected normally for some reasons." ”

Although the Dawn Sage is equivalent to the existence of the Dawn Dawn Teacher, the sages are all transcendent existences, and even the sages themselves do not have much intersection with their inheritors, they just want to choose future generations to inherit the hard-won laws and strength.

"He's just activated the Law of Fury." Wang Mo added.

A trace of surprise flashed across Emperor Dawn's face, and he lowered his head to look at Aragorn, his burly body did not move at all, and said slowly: "Such a weak body can actually withstand the impact of the furious will, but this adventurer's bones have all been shattered. ”

"I'm afraid even most of the muscles have collapsed." Dawn interjected.

"I'm sorry, child, but time has made my mind and body grow old, even a powerful person as legendary, can only slowly age in thousands of years, and now, the Holy Light has left me, ...... There's nothing I can do. The Sage of Dawn shook his head slowly.

Wang Mo and Dawn Dawn were stunned for a moment, and then a terrible thought crossed Wang Mo's mind.

In the legend of Callando, no matter what NPC it is, what they do will never exceed the bottom line of their ability, such as the Silver Yao Ranger who was at the top of the Domination, the sixty-level epic, after two arrows killed two Bo and a half, he was also extremely sluggish, and his strength fell to the point that Wang Mo and his group of players were about the same.

So if you want an NPC to do things, you must first determine whether this thing is within his ability.

Emperor Dawn is the Sage of Dawn, thousands of years ago he was a young and powerful legendary-level paladin, but thousands of years have passed, even if it is a legendary-level powerhouse, I am afraid that there are not many people who can live so long without a little weakening, and the Dawn Emperor, who is aging so seriously, is likely to no longer have the strength of the past.

Otherwise, a level 30 legend master Gwim, the Sage of Dawn only needs a flick of his fingertips to make it disappear in the holy light, where is there any need to work so hard.

"Really, Lord Dawn." Dawn asked hesitantly.

"Lord Dawn Sage, I know that the use of such a large-scale divine technique may cause some side effects on you now, but-" At this moment, Wang Mo, who had been squatting on the ground looking at Aragorn's corpse, suddenly raised his head and said solemnly, "We are a whole, aren't we, please forgive me for some disrespectful words below, in the glorious city of Orlando, you and your companion Eleven Sages finally fell apart, and the entire White Sè Feather Team was disbanded and never reunited, that kind of pain, I believe you know very well." ”

Wang Mo's words made the sage of Chenxi's face tremble, his eyes flashed with light, staring at Wang Mo tightly, a huge pressure pressed towards Wang Mo like a mountain and a sea, making Wang Mo feel that in front of him, as if a giant dragon was crawling, it was slowly raising its head.

"System prompt: You are oppressed by the momentum of a legendary-level powerhouse, and all of them are weakened by 70%."

Wang Mo was shocked, in the legend of Callando, players must always remember one sentence, that is, there are some powerful NPCs, which they can not provoke at will, if such NPCs they still act recklessly against them, then the final fate ...... I'm afraid it's going to be tragic.

In his previous life, there was a player who provoked a seventy-level epic NPC black magician, and the necromancer directly tore apart the player's spirit hun, and all the equipment on his body was blown up, and there was not a single one left in the backpack, and the level dropped by ten levels, and since then, no one dares to provoke a powerful NPC.

Because NPCs also have tempers and feelings, they have their own stories, and some things can't be touched, and if players dare to touch them, the final bitter fruit may not be able to be eaten by anyone.

The fate of the eleven sages is definitely a rare tragedy, among all the heroes of the legend of Callando throughout the ages, like the eleven sages, the fate is miserable, the immortal sage spirit hun is broken and dissipated, the yin shadow sage dies on the battlefield, the secret law sage mana is lost, and the remaining people are also many disabled, and the glorious white sè feather team has been disbanded since then.

For the members of the Eleven Sages who are still alive today, it is definitely a past that no one wants to talk about.

"We are a complete group, in our Flying Feather team, all people are indispensable, and he is the inheritor of the War Sage, if you don't want our Flying Feather Team to repeat the tragedy of the Eleventh Sage, please help us resurrect him!" Wang Mo said solemnly.

Wang Mo is very smart, for these high-level NPCs, you can't do it in a conventional way, the best way to communicate with an NPC is to know everything about him, and then do it.

Opportunities are for those who are prepared, the legend of Carlando is a vast land, and every day there are players who get adventures, as well as all kinds of opportunities, but these people are often masters, because only masters can be prepared to meet their own opportunities.

If Wang Mo wasn't smart at the beginning, how could he trigger the secret sage inheritance profession.

The Sage of Dawn was shocked, and his eyes fell on Aragorn on the ground, at this time, Aragorn was paralyzed, blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his short brown hair was covered with blood stains, and the Sage of Dawn let out a long breath.

"Lord Dawn, don't forget that you still owe me a chance to make conditions, and now I will use it, please resurrect my companion." Dawn Dawn also said solemnly.

The Sage of Dawn slowly stood up from the throne, and as the old man stood up, the atmosphere of the entire Brilliant Temple changed instantly, and a supreme divine aura slowly dispersed, as if the gods had descended, and that belonged to the supreme king!

The eleven sages are all legendary-level powerhouses, and the Dawn Sage, the Immortal Sage and the Secret Law Sage are even more super-powerhouses who have stepped into the demigod level, with the proof of becoming a god, the rudiments of the godhead, even if the strength has gradually passed in the long river of years, the majesty that belongs to the demigods is still undiminished.

Although he has not yet become a real myth, he still can't escape the judgment of time, but the old monsters that have lived for thousands of years on the continent of Calando really can't find much.

"Time has made my heart and body all pass, and even the holy light has gradually left me, I just hope that the sand of time has not been able to wash away my memories of the past, I didn't expect that today, thousands of years later, my Good and Orderly Alliance can still have excellent young people like you to emerge to inherit the will of our eleven sages." The Dawn Sage said slowly, a smile lifted at the corner of his mouth, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have decreased a lot for a while.

"You are the hope for the future of the Good Order Alliance, you are right, Your Excellency the Overseer of Magical Melody, you are one and will not end in tragedy like our ancestors, I wish I could still have this strength, O Doronic, you dwarf owes me another bottle of soju." With some nostalgia on his face, the Sage of Dawn gradually stretched out his hands, and the old palms trembled and stretched out into the void.

It's done! Wang Mo and Dawn Dawn's eyes lit up, and they finally succeeded in moving the old man.

Just as the Dawn Sage stretched out his hand, he suddenly hesitated for a moment, and then asked solemnly: "Adventurer, before doing this, I have two choices for you to choose from, the first is that I can arrange a few epic high-level bishops to perform eighth-level divine magic for your friends, so that the loss after his resurrection can be reduced to a small amount, but it cannot completely eliminate the loss." ”

"Another option is that I have something very challenging here, and if you can do it, this adventurer will naturally be resurrected." The Sage of Dawn said.

Wang Mo and Dawn Dawn glanced at each other, and Wang Mo said without hesitation: "Let's choose the second one." ”

The Dawn Sage was slightly stunned, then nodded with a smile and said no more.

The eyes of the two were fixed on the palm of the Dawn Sage, and on top of that, a trace of light gradually appeared, and a spiraling golden sè mark slowly emerged, just when Wang Mo and the others thought that the Dawn Sage would slap this thing on Aragorn's body, the Dawn Sage suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Mo.

Wang Mo was stunned, and at the moment when he was stunned, the left hand of the Dawn Sage slowly passed through the air and gently pressed on Wang Mo's forehead, and a faint feeling of warmth came, and Wang Mo received a system prompt.

"System Prompt: You have gained the 'Holy Seal' effect."

Wang Mo was stunned for a moment, and when the hand of the Dawn Sage left, Wang Mo had a faint golden mark on his forehead, if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't see it at all, Wang Mo glanced at the status bar, and it only showed that the name of this buff was the Holy Mark, the duration was permanent, and there was no genus xing bonus.

Wang Mo flipped through the genus xing table, and there was indeed no change.

"This is the mark that belongs only to my Dawn Sage, this mark, there is no creature on this Kalandor continent that can be imitated, although I would like to help you resurrect this heroic warrior, but resurrecting him requires the use of the almighty ninth-level divine technique, and with my ability, after using the eighth-level or above gods, I am afraid that something will happen to my body that cannot be beared." The Sage of Dawn said.

"But you can take this sigil, along with the body of this adventurer, to the Endless Sea, on a small island called Terrannar, and you will find a man with great powers, who will help you resurrect your companions."

Wang Mo was stunned, at this time, he and Dawn Dawn, and even the entire members of the Flying Feather team in the north and south of the river, all received a prompt on whether to accept the team's task.

"System prompt: Do you accept the legendary quest 'Old Friends of the Past'."

Wang Mo froze, and Dawn Dawn was also shocked, they would actually receive a legendary mission, they just wanted the Dawn Sage to help save people, okay......

Wang Mo took a look at the reward of the task, which was an opportunity to perform a ninth-level divine skill.

Divine art of the ninth level! Wang Mo's eyes lit up instantly, even if the Dawn Sage could not resurrect Aragorn in this state without damage, but the ninth-level divine technique, known as the divine technique of the universal holy light, would definitely be able to do this.

The legendary ninth-level magic can make friendly creatures within a radius of dozens of miles immortal, and the enhancement can make the combat effectiveness of hundreds of thousands of people increase several times out of thin air, and the resurrection can pull up a large army in an instant on the battlefield full of corpses.

This is known as the most powerful divine art, whether it is skills, magic skills, or magic, once it reaches the ninth level, it is a qualitative change, the eighth-level meteor fire shower, fully exerted, can easily destroy a city, and the ninth-level arcane magic meteor storm can easily destroy the space.

The perversion of ninth-level magic and divine magic is naturally self-evident, the howl of the banshee that kills all the creatures in the surrounding area with a scream, the meteor storm that destroys a county town with a single magic, and the wishing technique that truly fulfills one's wishes under limited conditions, all of them are extremely powerful.

"Lord Dawn Sage, I would like to ask who is the person who can perform the ninth-level divine art?" Dawn asked solemnly.

Wang Mo also reacted immediately, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, the basic skill level of the legend of Kalandor determines the level of skills that can be cast, the legendary level can perform up to the seventh level of divine magic, the epic level is the eighth level, and as for the ninth level, only the legendary-level powerhouse can cast it.

Such a person is a priest and paladin who believes in the Holy Light, and there are only so many in the entire Kalandor Continent.

If the eighth-level divine skill could save Aragon without damage, Wang Mo would not have worked so hard to find the help of the legendary-level NPC, what an illusory thing.

A smile appeared on the face of the Sage of Dawn, and nostalgia for the past, and only after a moment did he speak.

"Glorious Sage."!.

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